Desreal: its been a while, aian.

"deception is charming,
liar, condescender, words born as bastards."

There have been many sleepless nights because of her.

He loves her, but he doesn’t have to like it.

He does not know why he came to desreal, or even why it felt important to him. Some obscene force moved through him like another driving pulse with every beat of his heart. His earth was getting stronger, he could feel it growing like a child to a teenager. He was gaining more control over it.

And he liked it.

Power doesn’t scare Micah anymore, instead he greets it with open arms. He is not greedy about power, yet. But the power that drives the element will eventually corrupt him as it has many others, he just does not know it yet.

Then he see’s her.

Time has not been pleasant to him, it has passed like the darkness of a never ending night. He does not know how long it has been since he last saw her. But the sight of her brought the pain back.

But this time, he was not going to shrivel inside himself. He would not let her see how he really felt, how much it really hurt him.

Aian, you have missed out on much, Micah is changing, who knows it might not even be for the better.

He even met Ozymandias, but he does not know he is the one stopping her from him, or her stopping herself. Either way he could never see how she could like him, yet alone love. Micah would never be a walking, smelling corpse king.

Or so he thinks.

His breathe is taken back for a moment, he sighs heavily. Brown eyes narrow as he watches her. The features of his face are not pleasant, they are in fact stern and almost unemotional. “Aian..“ His voice is hollow, empty. It is all he says for now, then comes the mind blower. Sorry?“ The word passes through his mind over and over again like a question. “and why would you be?“ he finally breathes.

His element flares to life, pulsing through the ground underneath him. The grasses lengthen bending and shaping, they lean! They reach for him, comforting his own fury. Earth is a powerful force, that can be both beautiful, and destructive. Last time he had seen her he felt emotions similar to this. But this! THIS! Was way different, this was Micah, now, a ball of fury and nightmares curled within him, slowly leaking from its cage.

“Aian, I will not play your games anymore.“ He does not want her to walk in and out of her life like a fleeting ghost. He loves her. I love you, I don’t care if we can ever be together. he speaks through his mind, so she might understand. “but I will not let you toy with me.“ His words are fierce, and filled with a heavy weight.

He is not the boy you knew Aian, he has grown up!

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earth ii | peacekeeper of solira | apprentice